Demon King Priest Chapter 51: The scars of the past
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Looking at the back of Alhan lìya leaving, Ulysses suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.
What is it? In the past few days, all energy has been devoted to investigating the gems of the myth of Hades, which can almost be said to be a waste of sleep and food, just like the preparations before each priest Li test.
Single-mindedly, it means it’s easy to ignore things around you. Ulysses still remembered that during his second priest examination, if Kanka hadn't come to see him, he almost fainted in the room he lived in.
Soon, Arcelia's back was about to disappear from Ulysses's vision. The group of apostles is about to head to the southern tribal area. As one of the pillars of the group, she will have many things to do.
By the way, it's Arcelia! Ulysses finally realized what he had forgotten, that was nothing else, it was Arcelia herself.
"Arcelya!" Ulysses, who thought of this, shook his body and moved directly behind Arcelliya.
"What's the matter?" Feeling the familiar breath behind, Arcelia turned around lightly, and then stared at Ulysses who hurried over.
In the green eyes, there are as always calm eyes, like a wave of clear spring water.
However, in the next instant, the clear spring water rippled violently.
"Do you still have a sister and a younger sister? I saw two people who are very similar to you a few days ago." Thinking of the girl in white and the black swordsman next to her, Ulysses didn’t think it was accidental The similarity.
Especially the dark swordsman who uses the magic sword. Although the color of the eyes and the appearance of the armor are completely different, the sword skills that can be used are almost the same as those of Arcelia.
Ulysses will never admit that the style is atmospheric and oppressive. Even if he was using the Dark Demon Sword, the sword of the Dark Swordsman was still upright and could not feel the slightest gloom.
That is the sword of the knight that Arcelia is proud of, a sword skill born for protection.
It's just that she looks a bit more mature than Arcelia, just like Arcelia grows up one or two years old.
If these three people are together, I am afraid that everyone will think that they are sisters, and no one will believe it if there is no relationship.
"Sister." Arcelia's eyes were a bit complicated. She did have an older sister, but that was a taboo in the entire country of England.
She and her half-mother, but with the support of many great nobles, triggered a rebellion that swept the country, so that she finally had to use the golden holy sword to smash her and her ambitions.
In order to complete the true unity of the country, and for the hope of the people, the golden holy sword representing hope has been stained with the blood of her family more than once.
Just like the trial God gave her, Chilong's blood ran through the ancient kingdom of England. With the assistance of the twelve knights of the Round Table, she finally set foot on the highest throne.
Countless blood has already flowed under the throne.
And my sister, her former spiritual support, all the sisters of the Knights of the Round Table, the girl named Alna lìya, was like laughing at her previous choice, and was burned to death in the name of a witch by the people of the kingdom. On the pillar.
That was the eve when the Necromancer began to drive thousands of troops forward, and people's fear of death reached its peak. In the infinite panic, all the people related to the dark arts have suffered horrific persecution.
Countless innocent women were burned alive in the name of "witch" just because they wore the wrong clothes, or were jealous of some people, and her sister was just because she was interested in black magic. Research, she, who has never hurt anyone, also became a victim in the tragedy of the trial witch.
And she, leading the army to fight on the front line against the necromantic army, after knowing the news that caused her to collapse, she couldn't even find her sister's body.
That was the people she had vowed to protect. She was bound by the knight's oath and couldn't draw a sword against them. In great sadness and despair, she greeted her final battle.
At that time, she actually had many choices. Even if she was facing the invincible Death Knights, she had the opportunity to retreat with the Golden Holy Sword. The dragon girl among the 12 Knights of the Round Table even wanted it more than once. Forced to take her away and take her to the remote Long Island overseas.
She is qualified to be guarded by the dragon clan, because she has the blood of the red dragon flowing in her body and has been fully awakened.
However, in the end she refused.
Faced with the unbeatable army of undead souls, her choice was to burn all her life, liberate all the power of the golden holy sword, and be on the battlefield in the posture of the king of knights more dazzling than anyone else Fight to the last minute.
Millions of undead of various ranks, one-third of the death knights, that is her last answer, the choice of the knight king who protects the people.
It’s just that, before she died in the battle, she thought about it, if she didn’t pull up this golden holy sword representing the king of choice, but was just an ordinary knight and lived with her sister, what would happen? Such an ending "Sister, I like you." That's what her lovely sister always talks about.
I made some delicious cakes for her who came back from the expedition. When she was exhausted, she made various strange energy recovery potions for her to drink. In order to study a magic, she stayed in the basement for several days and nights, so she went in and hugged her. She came out to feed.
Bit by bit in the past, even things that I thought I should have forgotten a long time ago appeared in Arcelia's heart, making her eyes unable to calm down anymore.
Before the war came, in the ancient Stonehenge, the two had an agreement, but whichever one leaves the world first, the other must live well.
"My sister is very stupid, so don't mess around." Alna Lìya seemed to have expected something at that time, and the smile on her face seemed to be slightly sad.
The weak body and kind character, the life that should have bloomed like a huā flower in the huā garden, withered prematurely in the hearts of the dark people.
Before she died, she had a wish.
She used the power of the Golden Holy Sword to its limit. When she saw a certain "door", she made a wish, a wish that she should not make as a king.
If everything has a chance to come again, she will no longer be the king, she will definitely use everything she has to atone for her sins. Even if this broken body fell into darkness, the golden holy sword in her hand could no longer emit sacred light, she also wanted to guard her most important sister.
Is that wish really realized? Arcelia didn't know, because when she awakened again, she was already on an overseas island, and in front of her was an apostle from another world.
However, before being swallowed by the darkness of death, she did hear a voice, a voice that seemed to come from the depths of the world, the end of eternity.
"Sister?" Arcelia's hands that were stable at all times trembled slightly for the first time, but the signs of anxiety only appeared for less than a second.
When she raised her head and looked at Ulysses again, the former Arcelia returned.
"There was, there was."
"Then, now" Ulysses felt that there was something wrong with Arcelia, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"However, it is no longer there now, not a long time ago, whether it is sister or younger sister." Alna Lìya looked at the sky, three hundred years have passed, it is impossible to be there.
Even this land is different from the past, and her past has disappeared in the river of time as long as the war.
However, I will not forget that there was a girl three hundred years ago who always loved to make cakes for her and smiled sweetly at her.
"Sorry, I made you sad." The first time Ulysses saw Arce Lìya's sad eyes, it was as unforgettable sadness as he lost Yulia.
The more I miss it, the bigger the scar in my heart, which spreads all over my body unknowingly, as if I were about to swallow my own dark abyss.
The pain of losing an important person, Ulysses knows better than anyone, so now he can see the scar in Arcelia's heart.
"Don't be so guilty, it has been a long time ago. Now, I am your knight."
"But" Ulysses felt that the black swordsman was definitely not as simple as Arcelia. The similarity in appearance was accidental enough, but the fighting style and sword skills were the same.
"..." Arcelia stared at Ulysses' face, then stretched out her hands, and accurately touched Ulysses' short white ears hidden by the happy yellow ribbon.
In the entire group of apostles, only Arcelia knew this special secret that Ulysses tried to hide.
For her, these lovely ears also represent a secret between her and Ulysses.
"Uh", Ulysses' face suddenly blushed when he saw this movement of Arcelia, because this ambiguous movement represented some secret agreement between her and him.
"Can't be restrained by the sadness of the past, Ulysses." Arche lìya stood on tiptoe and said softly in Ulysses' ear.
The silky little hand held Ulysses's palm, and then the fragrant maiden scent came over her face.
When Ulysses realized Arcelia's suggestion, the two had gone to the lounge in the library together.
"Actually, you don't need to do this, Arcelia." Even if it's not the first time, Ulysses is still not used to this kind of relationship with Arcelia.
"It's okay, it's not a sad thing." Arcelia untied her hair band, and her long golden hair fell like a waterfall.
As Aiya said, this is not unbearable if you are used to it.